She went to get his clothes, but it wasn't convenient for her older cousin. "There was a slight error. I'll go get my grandfather's clothes for you."

She turned around and was about to run another errand.

My wrist was gripped.

He pulled.

Ning Qiluo was suddenly pulled close and bumped into him. Being so close to him, her hands even touching his skin, Ning Qiluo closed her eyes and backed away, saying, "Ah, don't look at what you shouldn't see, don't look at what you shouldn't see."

“It can be viewed,” he said.

Ning Qiluo was stunned: "What is it? Let go, let go of me."

Jiang Yingchi released her. Ning Qiluo hadn't expected that when she was struggling, her legs were crossed. When she saw him release her, she was about to step back a little more, but her feet didn't move and she tripped. She lost her balance and was about to fall to the ground.

She instinctively waved her hand to grab Jiang Yingchi: "Quick, pull me, pull me!"

As a result, when she grabbed him, she swung her hand violently and grabbed Jiang Yingchi's chest, leaving a red mark on his chest with her fingernails. Jiang Yingchi took the opportunity to grab her wrist and pull her back.

Before Ning Qiluo could even regain her footing, her body weight slipped out of control and she lurched toward Jiang Yingchi.

This sudden lunge caused Jiang Yingchi to stumble backward, seemingly losing his balance and falling into a chair. Ning Qiluo pounced on him, higher than Jiang Yingchi, and his face collided with her chest.

Jiang Yingchi: "..."

Ning Qiluo: "..."

It hurts, it hurts terribly.

A pain coming from my chest.

The key point is that Ning Qiluo can't shout or show it. His face bumped into her chest and hurt. It would be so embarrassing if she shouted it out.

Aren't you getting up?

A cool, clear voice came through.

When Ning Qiluo first heard his voice, she felt that he was aloof and unapproachable. But now, hearing his voice again, she got goosebumps all over her body.

She quickly got off him.

Looking around uncomfortably, he mumbled something incoherently: "The moonlight seems pretty nice tonight."

He reminded her, "We're indoors."

Ning Qiluo: "..."

She was trying to ease the awkwardness, but he made her even more embarrassed.

Jiang Yingchi slowly stood up, and Ning Qiluo's gaze, which had been wandering around, fixed on him as soon as he stood up.

To be precise, it was the extra scratch that appeared on his previously smooth chest.

She knew it was from when she scratched him earlier, when she hadn't noticed it at the time. Now, looking at it, the scratch was red, a long line that ran from a little below her collarbone down to...

My gaze couldn't help but slowly drift downwards.

Beneath the white skin, there were raised pale blue veins. Further down, they became more than just veins; they were covered with prominent blue veins, becoming more and more obvious as you went down, and then... the pants.

She even had a vulgar thought that his pants were unnecessary.

Jiang Yingchi's eyes had already turned deep and dark, especially as her gaze became increasingly unrestrained.

"How is it?" he asked.

Ning Qiluo nodded unconsciously.

After nodding, she suddenly came to her senses and looked up. "Um, I... I didn't mean anything by it."

“I know,” he said.

Um?

What does he know?

Jiang Yingchi's calm voice: "You said you would break off this engagement... so why would you be interested in me?"

The beginning and end of this sentence are both imbued with a faint sense of sadness.

Ning Qiluo first wanted to explain, but after pausing for a moment, she suddenly asked, "When did I say to you that I wanted to break off the engagement?"

Jiang Yingchi looked at her: "Don't you have any?"